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About This Poem
Beautiful Curse
As the world continues,
the stories continue to unfold,
my heart breaks,
though I find peace within.
As another unknown soul comes to an end,
an unnoticed tragedy occurs,
while the rest of the world moves on,
tears take control.
It's a beautiful curse,
empathy for the unknown,
tears falling because no one else will.
It seems if a heart beat ends,
another person becomes a victim,
the youngest to the oldest
are mourned for inside.
Though none of it makes sense,
and unnecessary tears can be a curse,
ultimately it's a beauty I've learned to hide,
it's a secret,
a beautiful curse that can not be denied.
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